to shower and primp for our date. He won’t tell me where we are going, but only that I need to be comfortable. I decide on a pair of dark skinny jeans and a grey V-neck t-shirt. Ballet flats and my dark hair pulled to the side in a fish braid complete the look.
As I make my way to the living room, Evan takes three long strides towards me, taking my face into his hands and landing his possessive lips to mine.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
My need is back in full force. The burn is back, the burn I need him to extinguish.
“I have a surprise for you.” His tongue enters my mouth with his declaration.
“Can’t we stay here?” I whine, wanting nothing more than to have every single inch of this gorgeous man.
I hear a laugh come from his throat as his kisses become fire, causing my lungs to burn. I feel his hard length pressing up against my belly. He pulls away taking my eyes into his. His arms tense at my hips; the separation appears to cause him great pain.
“Let’s go, we’re going to be late.” He pulls me into his hard chest and places a kiss to the top of my head. I grab my cross-body bag as we head out of the apartment. Hand in hand.
I glance to my phone and see that it’s only two o’clock when we arrive at the Santa Monica pier. I look to Evan and see the ear-to-ear grin on his face as he watches me.
“Have you ever been here?” he asks as he reaches for my hand.
“When I was twelve,” I pause. “I was here with my parents and Addie. We had so much fun.” I look to my hands.
“Damn it,” Evan says to himself, I think.
He looks at me when he realizes I’m watching him. “Hey, let’s have some fun and see how much cotton candy we can eat,” he responds with another glorious Evan smile.
“Oh, I’m sure I can handle some cotton candy,” I laugh.
I haven’t really taken him all in since he picked me up from the coffee shop. He’s amazing. Dark wash jeans, blue V-neck t-shirt that is its usual size too small and hugs his defined chest and arms. Dark tousled hair, and the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.
We walk along the pier hand in hand, my heart skips as I watch this beautiful man. I shake my head as I realize he’s here with me . The girl that’s broken. I’m not special; I don’t have the hottest body. I don’t have a bad body by any means, but I see the perfection in the magazines and I don’t kid myself that it can always be better.
I’m certain that having only known Evan a few short days he will soon see the light and find a woman that’s good for him. A woman that matches him and his perfection. But, I want this god to pick me.
I squeeze his hand a little at my thought. He must notice the slight increase in my hold because he turns and looks at me with a soft smile.
We approach some kind of a bean bag toss game and Evan faces me with an ear-to-ear grin. “I’m gonna win you a teddy bear,” he says, pulling me into his chest, grabbing my hand as he pulls me to the game. “Hey, how much to win my girl the big frog over there,” he says, pointing to the adorable green frog that holds a crown on its head.
When he announces that he wants to win ‘his girl’ the frog my heart beats against my chest with excitement. Abby you are getting way ahead of yourself and you need to stop. I take a deep breath as my heart paces a normal rhythm again.
After only two tries Evan wins, claiming victory of the frog and then continues to win me the princess that goes with the frog.
“Evan really, the frog is good, I don’t need the princess too,” I laugh.
“They have to stay together, you can’t have a prince without his princess, it just shouldn’t happen, end of.” He laughs with me now, a sparkle in his bright blue eyes.
“You are absolutely right,” I agree, hugging his left arm with the smile not removing itself from my face.
I love this, the normal things that people do when they’re on a date.
“How about that cotton candy you
As I make my way to the living room, Evan takes three long strides towards me, taking my face into his hands and landing his possessive lips to mine.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
My need is back in full force. The burn is back, the burn I need him to extinguish.
“I have a surprise for you.” His tongue enters my mouth with his declaration.
“Can’t we stay here?” I whine, wanting nothing more than to have every single inch of this gorgeous man.
I hear a laugh come from his throat as his kisses become fire, causing my lungs to burn. I feel his hard length pressing up against my belly. He pulls away taking my eyes into his. His arms tense at my hips; the separation appears to cause him great pain.
“Let’s go, we’re going to be late.” He pulls me into his hard chest and places a kiss to the top of my head. I grab my cross-body bag as we head out of the apartment. Hand in hand.
I glance to my phone and see that it’s only two o’clock when we arrive at the Santa Monica pier. I look to Evan and see the ear-to-ear grin on his face as he watches me.
“Have you ever been here?” he asks as he reaches for my hand.
“When I was twelve,” I pause. “I was here with my parents and Addie. We had so much fun.” I look to my hands.
“Damn it,” Evan says to himself, I think.
He looks at me when he realizes I’m watching him. “Hey, let’s have some fun and see how much cotton candy we can eat,” he responds with another glorious Evan smile.
“Oh, I’m sure I can handle some cotton candy,” I laugh.
I haven’t really taken him all in since he picked me up from the coffee shop. He’s amazing. Dark wash jeans, blue V-neck t-shirt that is its usual size too small and hugs his defined chest and arms. Dark tousled hair, and the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.
We walk along the pier hand in hand, my heart skips as I watch this beautiful man. I shake my head as I realize he’s here with me . The girl that’s broken. I’m not special; I don’t have the hottest body. I don’t have a bad body by any means, but I see the perfection in the magazines and I don’t kid myself that it can always be better.
I’m certain that having only known Evan a few short days he will soon see the light and find a woman that’s good for him. A woman that matches him and his perfection. But, I want this god to pick me.
I squeeze his hand a little at my thought. He must notice the slight increase in my hold because he turns and looks at me with a soft smile.
We approach some kind of a bean bag toss game and Evan faces me with an ear-to-ear grin. “I’m gonna win you a teddy bear,” he says, pulling me into his chest, grabbing my hand as he pulls me to the game. “Hey, how much to win my girl the big frog over there,” he says, pointing to the adorable green frog that holds a crown on its head.
When he announces that he wants to win ‘his girl’ the frog my heart beats against my chest with excitement. Abby you are getting way ahead of yourself and you need to stop. I take a deep breath as my heart paces a normal rhythm again.
After only two tries Evan wins, claiming victory of the frog and then continues to win me the princess that goes with the frog.
“Evan really, the frog is good, I don’t need the princess too,” I laugh.
“They have to stay together, you can’t have a prince without his princess, it just shouldn’t happen, end of.” He laughs with me now, a sparkle in his bright blue eyes.
“You are absolutely right,” I agree, hugging his left arm with the smile not removing itself from my face.
I love this, the normal things that people do when they’re on a date.
“How about that cotton candy you
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